A recent article of Plumcake’s resonated with me on a gut level. Like her, I have a fiery hate of annoying things written in tacky ways across clothing and accessories. But there’s another thing that sticks in my craw at least as badly, and that’s when designers and manufacturers write their own names and stick their logos all across perfectly good clothes, purses, and jewelry.
I don’t need the word ‘Juicy’ emblazoned across my well-padded rump. I don’t want my purse be covered in interlocking Fendi ‘F’s. I’d rather not announce to the world that my scarf is made by Somebody Famous. None of this says I have class, but rather that I am so insecure in my choices that I have to prove my good taste to the world. I don’t need to do that. I don’t want to pay top dollar to act as a walking advertisement for your products. I have no interest in being an unpaid spokesperson by the simple act of walking down the street.
I would much rather choose my clothes and accessories by color, cut, and quality. If a particular designer floats my boat by making great clothes that make me look and feel my best, I’ll buy…but only if I don’t have to play billboard.
Mind, I’m not against having a small, discreet logo somewhere or wearing a piece that a particular design house is noted for. Chanel quilted purses with chain straps are fine by me. I’m down with that.
What I’m flat-out in hate with is the concept of something that is seen to be by a particular designer not because of style but because it has someone’s name emblazoned over the entire freaking piece.
Let me put it this way: you should pay for the billboards and ad space. I should not have to pay to be your ad space.
Make clothes that I fall in love with. Make purses that are ingeniously practical yet stylish. Make shoes that make my feet sing hallelujah in comfort and joy, comfort and joy.
But if you want me to be your ad space, you can pay me…not the other way around.